1 Night Stand by Amaleka McCall

Author:Amaleka McCall [McCall, Amaleka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-06-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Lyric

“Ding-dong, the witch is dead. The wicked old witch is dead,” Lyric slurred loudly as she staggered into the funeral chapel with one shoe missing and runs in her black sheer stockings. “I said ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead,” Lyric sang shrilly, trying to clap but unable to bring her hands together at the same time. “Why is everyone so sad? Hey, we should be celebrating.”

Hushed murmurs and gasps rose and fell amongst the guests. Harmony was on her feet within seconds and practically sprinted down the aisle from where she’d been sitting in the front row.

“What? Everyone thought Ava Love was a pure, sweet old lady that just died quietly?” Lyric continued, her words coming out as if they were too heavy for her tongue. She followed it up with a loud cacophony of shrill high notes—“The wicked witch, evil mother, is dead!”—and then more maniacal laughter.

“Lyric,” Harmony said through clenched teeth, grabbing onto Lyric’s arm roughly. “What do you think you’re doing? You’re making a fool of yourself.”

“And here comes Captain Saaave-a-Hoooo,” Lyric sang, dragging out the vowels.

Harmony clamped down harder, backing Lyric down.

“You can’t fix everything, Harmony,” Lyric garbled, stumbling and bumping into a wall as Harmony gripped her arm tightly and pushed her backward toward the door. Harmony and Lyric stumbled out of the chapel door and spilled out into the lobby. Lyric was still making noises and singing off key as Harmony dragged her by the arm.

“Lyric, what the fuck are you doing?” Harmony whispered harshly, finally shoving Lyric into a corner in the funeral home lobby. “This is not the time or the place for this bullshit,” Harmony chastised, trying to use her body to block any sneaky paparazzi from getting a picture.

Lyric let out a loud, raucous laugh, garnering a few suspicious stares from people coming and going. “Did you know that there were many people that wanted Ava dead? You should tell everyone here.” Lyric spoke like she had a mouthful of hard marbles in her cheeks. “Tell them all of the enemies she had, including you and me and me and you and you and me,” Lyric rambled, giggling stupidly.

Harmony sniffed, her face folding into a frown. “What have you been drinking?” she asked in a stern parental tone.

“What have I been drinking? What have I been drinking you ask?” Lyric repeated, garbling her words and raising her voice to almost a shriek. “I’ll tell you just what the hell I . . . I . . . been driiiinking!”

“Shh!” Harmony grabbed Lyric’s arm again and yanked her like a tantrum-throwing toddler into the ladies’ room. “Excuse us!” Harmony yelled at the occupants, her eyes bugged out and wild. With agape mouths and furrowed foreheads, all of the ladies quickly scampered for the door.

Harmony shoved Lyric into a stall. “Sit down!” she demanded.

“Naw, you want to know what I have been drinking, right? Well, sister, I’m going to tell you,” Lyric mumbled almost incoherently. She tried to get out of the stall, but Harmony shoved her back.

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